Luyện nghe bài hát Chi-Raq To LA

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Know some Hoover niggas that's to ride
For a homicide, when its drama
Niggas that they MCs
Can't get touched, it's hammer time
Who the fuck is Lil
I you like ash and purp
flow wack, my flow crack
Got marble floors, your crack
Got rap shit, mice traps, these broke, need ankle wraps
Don't ride in LA, if you ain't come on the jet with the strap
My niggas 52 roofs
orange coupes, orange juice
Trel fuck all you, my OG Chimp out soon
H rat, out ScHool
boy Q, my dog
You're a one, I owe you
Shot at them niggas you heard the news
If daughter ever need something, don't hesitate I got you
Posted up on sunset at the House Of Blues like all cool
get trapped in Vegas too
call Mally Mall he Big U
I be in Bel Air, still got niggas in the field
20 Million, LK real, Yeezus in that SLR,
T Raw upper echelon, no Lil Jets G5's
Free CB, H Rat, Lil Punch and Nitty
My cost 2 chickens
you ain't got one? Don't my language
I'm shitting on yo bitch
and we in the gym
Tryna be a End up like Flip in "Above The Rim"
You too small like
I'm the mosquito
I'll put you under the earth now it's a on your tombstone
You shit teenagers
barely teething on
I'll hold you like the slave you are, all my whips
You from Illinois? I'll the noise
You platinum? Don't talk to me
Grammy nominated? Don't to me
20 Million? Don't to me
It's levels to shit boy
you basement, Don't to me
You want the fame? I'll take your and that weak bitch you fall asleep with!

Ain't got no for this rap shit
Blood Money, Cash
Ain't got no for this rap shit
Cash Money, Money
Ain't got no for this rap shit
rap money, money
I'm nigga, straightjacket!
Yo Trel let a nigga hit him with a
Big U let a get some matches
torch the building this La Familia
Pull up and spin a nigga
Light it up, smoke a like a Backwood
(Gotta DMX)
through with my dogs
That going through walls
This beef shit? That's me
Pull up bangin' that Meek
That monster truck pull up side of Benz?

(Niggas saying nothin')
Choppers at yo whip, nigga!
(Niggas saying nothin')
Cash Money, Family like Tip, nigga!
(Niggas saying nothin')
through, few Bloods, few Crips, nigga!
(Niggas ain't nothin')
T I got you, don't trip, nigga!

off lemme go on 40 Glocc again
Talk my kids on Instagram?
Nigga must get his ass socked again!
a lie like I pulled out a Glock on him
Don't make me Pac again!
You ScHoolboy Kendrick and Top and them
Have a bitch nigga running to the cops
It's all Gucci Mane, Waka and them (green Light)
mean go nigga
if you see this ho nigga, on mamas nigga it's a (green Light)
From where my nigga to Riverside
even your niggas know a (green Light)
Better run through the red
fuck around and be a one
(Jump in the middle of beef, I don't like no one)
(Step behind these and I don't write not one)
(Niggas bumping they lips but they like no guns)
(Just your eyes and that light gon' come)
I don't fuck with no new
they to sue, no woo nigga
hit me like "Durk dissing"
Dirk Nowitzki? who nigga?
Never heard of these
Some of the nerve of niggas
Don't make me put on burgundy
Let the AK I'm these niggas
Yo T raw, to murder these niggas
Black these niggas
I'm taking bitches, I'm chains
yeah I'm Young these niggas

Ain't start making guns when they you nigga
no Jayhawk but I'll K you nigga
And I know Hoovers, I 60s, I know Westside Pirus, niggas down to die too
Move in on 50s
I got niggas on west and the of Chi too
up in an 87 Cutlass, throwing bullets like Jay Cutler
Fuck this, this?
Niggas talking all fuck shit, tough shit
Put a on like Trukfit
I know Lil Wayne, I Lil Reese
I know Lil Herb, I know Lil
I Lil Boosie, that nigga free like this ass whooping
Come with me, I got hands, I got bands
Got damn I am what I am .45 Go with no jam
Bring a Vietnam, let's go ham
runnin' out of ham, let's go spam
Nigga dip through set like Killa Cam
I'm talkin' to the man, no fans
This is a DM with no
Ridin' through the Chi, ain't ever Oprah
Hit a 300 my little nigga Sosa
Brown bag, sippin' on a Four Loko
Nigga get love, I ain't 'bout The Notebook
got killers out here, west side, they feel us out here
Like Weasel and Chicago, realest out
Old man and the capitol is out here
? on the low end
all my BD niggas the dope in
And BdD locked up in the feds and my nigga Bump J, hold your head
If you getting money nigga hold your
Rock my Pelle P L.E.D.
Bogus Boys? They Fuck with me
I fuck stones till I OD'
69, Deuce, Marshalville I mean Murderville
Yellow G, gave me a off of Damen Ave I use her to kill
She the Chi, but she ain't shy
She ain't never met a nigga who die
I'm so I'm so Northside
I'm so Westside, "Ain't I?"
Got niggas in the Chi than Jay (Chi than Jay)
I might be more Chi Town than Ye' (Chi than Ye')
I'm on the low end with my Par K (With my nigga Par K)
And he A GD, but it's free J
4Ch but I'm like Barksdale in Shark Tale
OG a car sale
spins, you do cartwheels
Lil Durk a lil dirt

(And knows you)
Dis what they want!
(Nobody you)
(Bitch I thought was Future's song!)
(I'm to show you)
You done yourself a Little L dog
(Man knows you)
You of Lil Durk? Nigga, hell nah!